My odyssey
1 Birthright or not?
As the destruction of one life began a new person is finally revealed and put to the ultimate test of reality. When I had finally arose from the darkness of inside my mother I knew I was in a long awakening. As a baby I didn’t expect much besides making sure I was properly taking care of. I had the “perfect” life until I was forced to prove my initiation that I was able to become a “True Fonville”. For my refusal of call I had pulled off a temper-tamptrum but I was threatened to get the belt so I sucked it up and dealt with the thought of what will lie ahead. Unfortunately I was wrong about the future because I thought I was going to be cut and clean and have directions to my part of becoming the “True Fonville”. No but it turns out one of the many challenges is that I have to make my own rules and when finished I get to edit it at the end and put it in the rule book. My challenge began when I was brought in the CPS (Child Protective Services) and I had to go to my grandparents. They were really strict and only like things done in a certain way. Every morning after you get done eating breakfast and getting ready for the day you were thrown outside. My older brother and I had to use our imagination in order to make it through. When it was a bad day due to humidity, coldness, or when my grandmother said it wasn’t a good day we were in our bedroom and we had some few good sides into it and bad sides. As kids we had to play but I was able to brush her hair and play on her computer. Not only that but we were also able to watch 2 hours of television. Other than that you were only able to play with your toys and or read a book. When you would get into trouble you would have many consequences. My grandparents invented the punishment of the chair in my family and all you had to do was after school or special occasion you had to place your butt in there and sit there and do work. You can only get up to use the bathroom, eat, and or drink. The other
As the destruction of one life began a new person is finally revealed and put to the ultimate test of reality. When I had finally arose from the darkness of inside my mother I knew I was in a long awakening. As a baby I didn’t expect much besides making sure I was properly taking care of. I had the “perfect” life until I was forced to prove my initiation that I was able to become a “True Fonville”. For my refusal of call I had pulled off a temper-tamptrum but I was threatened to get the belt so I sucked it up and dealt with the thought of what will lie ahead. Unfortunately I was wrong about the future because I thought I was going to be cut and clean and have directions to my part of becoming the “True Fonville”. No but it turns out one of the many challenges is that I have to make my own rules and when finished I get to edit it at the end and put it in the rule book. My challenge began when I was brought in the CPS (Child Protective Services) and I had to go to my grandparents. They were really strict and only like things done in a certain way. Every morning after you get done eating breakfast and getting ready for the day you were thrown outside. My older brother and I had to use our imagination in order to make it through. When it was a bad day due to humidity, coldness, or when my grandmother said it wasn’t a good day we were in our bedroom and we had some few good sides into it and bad sides. As kids we had to play but I was able to brush her hair and play on her computer. Not only that but we were also able to watch 2 hours of television. Other than that you were only able to play with your toys and or read a book. When you would get into trouble you would have many consequences. My grandparents invented the punishment of the chair in my family and all you had to do was after school or special occasion you had to place your butt in there and sit there and do work. You can only get up to use the bathroom, eat, and or drink. The other